IT comes to us wrapped, not in tissues and ribbons but in cherished events of ceremonies, celebrations, and connections, through parties that constellate about the holiday seasons.

Guests that trooped in all size and shapes, of race, color and creed, in an effulgence that intoxicates, sizzles, electrify the holiday season revelers. It could be a small cozy, intimate gathering, or there are the large parties that generally abound during the season.

Some of these parties are an institutional imperative, that the ratio between the people you know, and the people who are there becomes smaller and smaller. Upon entering, you scan the horizon anxiously in search of a familiar face. Once you find one, you’re not even qualified to defend yourself with panache on how to deal with the party’s dizzying phase.